I do not know how it happened, but I am running. It began innocently enough, taking out the stroller in the afternoons to run errands. I thought, "This is nice, we should just go for a walk". And then we walked further. And further. I bought a jogging stroller off Craigslist for $30 to replace our worn out Graco that is 6+ years old, has bald tires and far too many miles. And then walking seemed too slow. I began to jog. (Perhaps it was a trot? It was certainly no run.)
Today we did almost 3 miles. Almost the entire distance at a run. Jack rides in his trendy new (used) stroller as I pound the pavement. We share possession of the ipod. (my ipod doesn't work anymore and we are down to one pair of earbuds in the house. What a travesty.)
It has been 12-13 years since I've run. Walk? Sure. Yoga? All the time. But never ever run. I was a distance runner in high school. After I got married and had 2 children, my back was so bad I could hardly walk. Between my scoliosis and loss of core strength my back was taking on more than it could handle, grinding with each and every painful step. Some days I was unable to move off the couch, debilitated by the pain. But no more. Two determined years of yoga, prayer, and hard work and I am well. Having lost 20 pounds, I feel whole again. Thankful the Lord made our bodies capable to bend, break and heal - remaking us stronger than when we began.
And I'm off...